The Woods

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I awoke in a grassy field gleaming in the sunlight. My memories had gone all I could remember was my name, Ari Wells. I got up and saw that I was surrounded by a forest. So I decided to explore and find someone to help me.
When I got into the forest it became cooler from the shadows of the trees. Above me tiny amounts of sunlight could burst through clumps of leaves.
  After a while of walking my legs became heavy and my eyes started to close. The next thing I knew was that I had fallen asleep.
  My dream showed a handsome man asking me to come to him. He reached out his hand. But my eyes fluttered open and saw wood above me. I sat up only to see that I was in a house made from logs. Warmth from a fire place poured out and filled the room. Outside  the window it was black, so it must be night. I forced myself to get out of the bed and stand. To my surprise I was dressed in a green dress that went down to my knees, and had black flats with long white socks.
  "How... How did I get in this outfit? Where am I?"
  I looked around and came to a mirror and saw my face. I couldn't remember what I had looked like with all my memories gone. I had black hair that went to my shoulders with bangs to the left side of my face. My eyes were a light brown color with hints of light blue. The green dress had purple lace on the front from the top of the dress to my waist. Once more I looked up to see a women looking at the floor in dark tattered clothing, shocked I rubbed my eyes but then she was gone.
  My stomach growled telling me that I needed something to eat. Eventually I wondered into a kitchen, I had and erie feeling about it though. I looked to my left only to see blood splattered across the wall and on the floor with a single knife stuck in the ground. Slowly I walk to the horrific site nearly fainting for the stench of rotting flesh. I bent down and picked up the knife and thought I should take it just in case. My appetite went away after seeing the kitchen so I continued to wonder through the wooden house.
  Maybe I'm going insane but I hear voices... and people crying out for help. What is this place, how many died here, and how did they die...?

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